“This…”
Yue Rongbo was stunned. As the referee, he had been worried that Li Silin might hurt Ying Baiwu, but he hadn’t expected that while it was a one-sided battle, Li Silin was the one being crushed.
“What astonishing aptitude!”
Cao Xian’s eyes were fixed on Ying Baiwu, his gaze filled with infatuation. He had a strong urge to headhunt her to the Myriad Daos Academy.
As Cao Xian wanted to headhunt Sun Mo, he had tried to find out more about him. In this process, he also got to know about Ying Baiwu’s background. She was a young girl who had been living a hard life and collecting swill over one year ago, but she was now able to crush a spirit-refinement realm opponent. This aptitude was something that Duan Qiao, no, even Fang Wuji, who was one of his teachers, couldn’t compare against.
Of course, the scariest thing about Ying Baiwu was her will. From the start of the battle until now, she remained composed. Even when she was slashed, she showed no reaction at all as if she wasn’t the one who had gotten hurt.
Someone who didn’t care about losing their life was the scariest. They’d really dare to trade their life for yours.
Fang Wuji threw a glance and then drew his gaze back. When he first met Ying Baiwu in the Darkness Continent, he already knew that this young girl had an excellent aptitude.
“Martial junior is so amazing!”
Lu Zhiruo tugged hard on Li Ziqi’s sleeves, wearing an envious expression. She wished she could be just as good in fighting!
“En!”
Li Ziqi sighed. She probably couldn’t shine as brightly as this in her entire lifetime!
“Baiwu, that’s enough!”
Sun Mo said.
“Yes!”
Ying Baiwu flicked her longsword, piercing it through Li Silin’s shoulder. She then slammed him into the ground as if she was performing a slam dunk.
Bang!
Dust flew up and blood splattered.
“Ahh!”
Li Silin let out a painful and agonizing cry. “Father! Help me take revenge! Revenge!”
As the pain was too intense, Li Silin had lost his rationality and only thought of killing Ying Baiwu to vent.
“Shut up!”
Ni Jingting let out an explosive bellow. Li Silin had really lost both physically and mentally.
“According to the rules, a duel shouldn’t be established if there’s a difference of three levels between fighters, right?”
Han Zisheng looked at Ying Baiwu in astonishment, feeling a strong sense of pressure. In another three years, she’d definitely catch up to him.
“Geniuses are meant to break common sense!”
Liu Mubai explained. At the same time, he assessed Ying Baiwu’s body proportion, feeling increasingly upset as he looked at her. Why couldn’t he come across a genius like this?
However, Liu Mubai knew that even if he were to meet Ying Baiwu before Sun Mo did, he’d miss out on her.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Liu Mubai +50. Friendly (310/1,000).
Hearing the system’s notification, Sun Mo couldn’t help but throw a glance at Liu Mubai. (Why did you give me favorable impression points?)
“Teacher, I’m glad to not have disappointed you!”
Ying Baiwu drew her sword back and put it back into its sheath. Even though she had won, she didn’t look happy at all. It was as if what she had done was something insignificant.
“Well done!”
Sun Mo praised.
“It’s all thanks to Teacher’s great guidance!”
Ying Baiwu really didn’t think that she was very amazing. If Sun Mo hadn’t selflessly imparted her those saint-tier cultivation arts, it’d be impossible for her to win.
(If it wasn’t for Teacher, I’d still be collecting swill and munching on cornbread. It’d be impossible for me to appear in a banquet like this!)
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Ying Baiwu +100. Respect (2,100/10,000).
Ying Baiwu’s performance caused many great teachers to feel such great envy for Sun Mo that they felt like spurting out blood. The young lady wasn’t proud despite having won, and she had even attributed the victory to her teacher. Wasn’t that too sensible of her?
“Teacher Sun, your teaching capabilities are really strong!”
Qi Mu`en was astonished. He felt even greater admiration for Sun Mo after having asked Zheng Qingfang about Ying Baiwu’s background.
It could be said that Sun Mo had changed this young lady’s life.
“That’s right!”
Fang Lun nodded.
“The two of you are praising me too much. She works hard cultivating every day, through the cold winter and hot summer. She deserves this result!”
Sun Mo didn’t claim the credit.
To tell the truth, other than Ying Baiwu’s effort, the victory was also because Li Silin was too weak.
This was like playing an online game. Although Li Silin had a high level, he had horrible control. He was one of those incapable and enraged players who would smash their keyboards to vent their frustrations after getting killed.
“Silin only lost because he caught a cold and isn’t feeling well. If he’s healthy, she wouldn’t be a match for my son!”
Li Zixing cared about his reputation the most and started to argue.
“If you want to say this, we can say that my martial junior hasn’t used her archery skills yet. Otherwise, she’d clinch an instant win.”
Lu Zhiruo said angrily.
What?
Everyone turned to look at Ying Baiwu. (You’re already so strong, yet this isn’t your full capabilities?)
“Zhiruo, there’s no need to argue.”
Ying Baiwu looked toward Li Zixing. “I’ll take him on whenever he wants a fight!”
The way she spoke was so domineering that Yue Rongbo and Zheng Qingfang couldn’t help but applaud her.
“Great Teacher Sun’s beloved disciple has displayed her talent. Is there anyone who’d be willing to make a challenge next?”
Governor Fang asked.
“Let me do it!”
Duan Qiao stepped forth.
“Teacher?”
Han Zisheng asked Liu Mubai.
“Hold on!”
Sun Mo spoke up, looking toward Governor Fang. “What’s interesting about a battle between students? Why not let me present myself next?”
“Haha, Great Teacher Sun is such a tease. If you’re willing to fight, then it’d be great.”
Governor Fang smiled and asked, “May I know who you’d like to challenge?”
The guests’ gazes subconsciously landed on Fang Wuji. After all, Sun Mo was Liu Mubai’s colleague and it was impossible for them to face each other.
“Teacher Ni, would you be willing to give me your guidance?”
Sun Mo challenged.
What?
All the guests were stunned and they looked at Sun Mo in disbelief. (Aren’t you starting to think too much of yourself? We know that you should be very amazing, but no matter how strong you are, it’s impossible for you to be Ni Jingting’s match.)
“Teacher Sun, teachers don’t go back on their words!”
Zheng Qingfang tried to persuade him. He was worried that Sun Mo might be beaten to death.
“Teacher Ni, I’m a junior, so how about we compete in Sparring Guidance?”
Sparring Guidance referred to the sparring method used between teachers and students. It was the usage of just moves and not spirit qi.
With that, the suppression effect between realms would plunge greatly. It would be a competition of judgment, battle experience, as well as one’s proficiency index of their cultivation arts.
“You think that you’ll be able to win against me with moves?”
Ni Jingting stared at Sun Mo, smirking. (This is ridiculous, did you really think you can win against me?)
Sun Mo let out a soft laugh.
After seeing Sun Mo’s expression, the guests were extremely astonished. This was a tacit agreement. Sun Mo wanted to crush Ni Jingting today.
“Isn’t he being too petty?”
“If you’re the one being targeted, you’ll retaliate as well!”
“That’s right. If it isn’t because Sun Mo is strong, we don’t know to what degree he’d be humiliated!”
The guests had mixed perspectives of Sun Mo, but most of them were inclined toward siding with him. After all, Li Zixing’s side was the first to stir things up.
“Alright, I’ll give you guidance then!”
Ni Jingting smiled craftily. (It’d be my loss if I don’t beat you up into a pig head!)
There was a doctor who wanted to carry Li Silin for treatment, but after seeing this scene, Li Silin refused. He wanted to see Sun Mo being beaten to death with his own eyes. Otherwise, it’d be hard for him to get rid of the hatred he was feeling.
Very soon, the weapons for both sides were brought over.
“Great Teacher Sun, you’re just going to use a wooden blade?”
Qi Mu`en was worried.
“It’s enough!”
Sun Mo gave a faint smile.
The surrounding spectators no longer knew what to say. (Ni Jingting is holding a famous sword, an average-grade heaven-tier item. Your wooden blade will probably be broken with just one hit.)
“Sun Mo, divine force realm, please give me your guidance!”
“Ni Jingting, longevity realm, please give me your guidance!”
The two of them had just completed their greetings when Ni Jingting charged out, piercing out with his longsword.
Flying Sword Pierces Heart.
Sun Mo’s eyes squinted slightly. Grand Universe Formless Divine Art, Copy, activated. Everything within his vision immediately slowed down as if the slow-motion button was pressed.
Pa!
Sun Mo put up a block.
However, at the instant the blade and sword collided, a gush of sword qi shot out abruptly from the famous sword, piercing toward Sun Mo’s face.
Swoosh!
Sun Mo tilted his head and the sword qi brushed past his ears. If he was a little slower, he’d have lost his ear.
“Ahh!”
Li Ziqi was given a shock.
“Ni Jingting’s cultivation art is so strong!”
Gu Xiuxun was very surprised.
“He cultivates the peerless-grade heaven-tier Flying Flower Chases Moon Sword Art. It is known to be eerie and multivariate, catching people unaware.”
An Xinhui was worried. Ni Jingting was 15 years older than Sun Mo, so his battle experience was definitely much more than his.
“Interesting!”
Sun Mo’s lips twitched and he went on the defense, starting to receive the moves.
“You’re very arrogant!”
Seeing how Sun Mo was acting, Ni Jingting looked upon him with contempt and attacked even more fiercely.
Enchanting Chaotic Petals!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Streams of sword qi shot out from Ni Jingting’s famous sword incessantly, attacking Sun Mo fiercely at his neck or ankles. One of the sword qi even went around to his back. It was really unbelievable.
“Kill! Kill!”
Li Silin bellowed excitedly.
The guests’ were all looking with affixed gazes, their hearts rising to their throats. It was because Sun Mo’s life seemed to be hanging on a thread.
“Amazing!”
Cao Xian exclaimed in surprise.
“That’s right!”
Yue Rongbo knew that Cao Xian wasn’t talking about Ni Jingting but Sun Mo. Faced against such skillful attacks, Sun Mo remained calm and composed, not showing a hint of anxiety or panic.
In other people’s eyes, Sun Mo’s life might be in danger. But in the eyes of the great teachers like them who knew their stuff, Sun Mo’s dodging skill was an art. It was too extravagant and was a great pleasure to watch.
As expected, Ni Jingting, who was unable to take him down even after attacking for so long, started to feel a little irritated. He looked for an opportunity and struck out his great technique.
Zhuang Sheng’s Dream [1]!
Swoosh!
Ni Jingting’s longsword instantly created over 100 sword shadows, like a peacock spreading out its feathers, yet also like blooming fresh flowers. All of them then pierced out toward Sun Mo.
Sun Mo swung his wooden blade and struck out Colors of Autumn. Like how the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, those sword shadows were wiped out. However, at the next instant, a longsword pierced his back.
“You’ve lost!”
Ni Jingting stood behind Sun Mo, his lips curled up. He had finally vented. However, just as he was about to have a taste of this delicious cup of victorious wine, his countenance suddenly changed and he instinctively wanted to dodge.
However, it was too late.
Whistle!
The wooden blade brought about the sound of breaking wind, slashing from the side and hitting Ni Jingting’s head.
Bang!
Ni Jingting felt dizzy and he stumbled, wearing a face of disbelief.
“How did you appear behind me?”
Ni Jingting was baffled. Zhuang Sheng’s Dream was his ultimate technique, being able to create an illusion that was hard to discern with naked eyes. He had used this move to defeat and kill a lot of enemies.
“Your head is quite hard!”
Sun Mo teased.
Pffft!
Several guests laughed. This Sun Mo had such a vicious tongue.
“I knew it! Teacher is sure to win!”
Lu Zhiruo felt at ease.
“Are you cultivating a saint-tier cultivation art?”
Ni Jingting’s countenance turned solemn because the feeling of superiority his peerless-grade heaven-tier cultivation art brought him had now disappeared completely.
[1] An idiom that was derived from the story of Zhuangzi. He dreamed one day that he had become a butterfly. After he woke up, he realized that he was still Zhuangzi, and thus he had no idea if he was a butterfly who dreamed of Zhuangzi, or if he was Zhuangzi who dreamed of a butterfly.
